08-08-2021, 11:49 PM
all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was
They both slip into the rushing waters and she enjoys the coolness against her thick Northern coat, washing her clean from dirt and sweat built up from their traveling. She focuses on herself for a moment, both lost in memories that bring them back to this place but in different times and ways. Ciri had always had a strange relationship with time that seemed to pluck her out of timelines on a whim. She recalls how Castile had found her here when she had been attacked by the eerie wolf shifter, the one that had left the puckered slash across her cheek. How that night had changed everything for them and created so many questions that would always be left unanswered.
She shakes her head, sending droplets of river water to fly from where they had clung to the dark strands of her mane, as she tries to clear her mind from memories that no longer served her. Out of the corner of her eye she catches the bathing Lo and can’t help but watch her with subtle but intense concentration as she speaks in her matter of fact way. A faint smile gracing her lips that she had chosen to walk with her merely because she wanted to. The crystal clear liquid suddenly clouds around Lo’s hooves as she drenches the plastered feathers of her wings and rinses the dust from her backside. Is she an angel? Was she heaven touched like she was? The starlit mare can’t help but ponder such things as water sprays around the cremello mare, as she shines wet and brightly from her spot on the riverbank beneath the glistening sun, reveals the pure white feathers that had been hidden within their terra-cotta cocoon.
It takes her a minute to realize she had been gazing at Lo with open appreciation and quickly turns her attention elsewhere, letting her stars skim dimly across the streams surface as she dips lower into the cold depths and banish the tentative thoughts that had nervously crossed her mind. Before she can get in too deep and get caught in the current, she removes herself and goes to rejoin her new companion. As the other folds her wings neatly along her back, Ciri is distracted by the movement that she almost misses the meaning of the words given but then looks back to Lo with sudden clarity, something piercing and curious reflected from the metallic depths of her swirling eyes. “Why do you think I’m worth getting to know?” She asks quietly, wondering in what way she means. If there was only one way to take that.
The words have barely left her tongue but the winged mare is already side stepping from her, focused on the rest of the journey ahead. The scarred Thane nods in response, still hoping for further explanation to what exactly Lo had seen in her that was worth getting to know. The distance between them suddenly seems to open between them like a ravine but she doesn’t let on to the doubts suddenly infiltrating her mind, instead happy for the distraction that her peppered questions provide. “I’ve lived on the Isle for about a year now. And the only family I have anymore are the ones I’ver made on the Isle. Nashua who leads the North is like a brother to me and Leilan… Leilan kind of looks out for us all in his own way.” She has no idea how true that would soon be. She is quiet for a moment, unsure just how much she should say to a relatively new friend. Not wanting to overload the other with her complicated past, she deflects by throwing the question back at Lo. “What about you? Your family?”
She shakes her head, sending droplets of river water to fly from where they had clung to the dark strands of her mane, as she tries to clear her mind from memories that no longer served her. Out of the corner of her eye she catches the bathing Lo and can’t help but watch her with subtle but intense concentration as she speaks in her matter of fact way. A faint smile gracing her lips that she had chosen to walk with her merely because she wanted to. The crystal clear liquid suddenly clouds around Lo’s hooves as she drenches the plastered feathers of her wings and rinses the dust from her backside. Is she an angel? Was she heaven touched like she was? The starlit mare can’t help but ponder such things as water sprays around the cremello mare, as she shines wet and brightly from her spot on the riverbank beneath the glistening sun, reveals the pure white feathers that had been hidden within their terra-cotta cocoon.
It takes her a minute to realize she had been gazing at Lo with open appreciation and quickly turns her attention elsewhere, letting her stars skim dimly across the streams surface as she dips lower into the cold depths and banish the tentative thoughts that had nervously crossed her mind. Before she can get in too deep and get caught in the current, she removes herself and goes to rejoin her new companion. As the other folds her wings neatly along her back, Ciri is distracted by the movement that she almost misses the meaning of the words given but then looks back to Lo with sudden clarity, something piercing and curious reflected from the metallic depths of her swirling eyes. “Why do you think I’m worth getting to know?” She asks quietly, wondering in what way she means. If there was only one way to take that.
The words have barely left her tongue but the winged mare is already side stepping from her, focused on the rest of the journey ahead. The scarred Thane nods in response, still hoping for further explanation to what exactly Lo had seen in her that was worth getting to know. The distance between them suddenly seems to open between them like a ravine but she doesn’t let on to the doubts suddenly infiltrating her mind, instead happy for the distraction that her peppered questions provide. “I’ve lived on the Isle for about a year now. And the only family I have anymore are the ones I’ver made on the Isle. Nashua who leads the North is like a brother to me and Leilan… Leilan kind of looks out for us all in his own way.” She has no idea how true that would soon be. She is quiet for a moment, unsure just how much she should say to a relatively new friend. Not wanting to overload the other with her complicated past, she deflects by throwing the question back at Lo. “What about you? Your family?”
-- Ciri
@Leokadia